Drabble challenge for getyourownpie
Prompt: Carnival Town by Norah Jones
Requested By: getyourownpie
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Claire "Zebra" Bennet
Timeline/Verse: Brave New World verse; S4 finale of Heroes, before Claire jumps, but after stopping Samuel
Location: Central Park, New York City
Disclaimer: Kripke and co. own Supernatural, not me. Dean is likedillinger , the Sam mentioned is getyourownpie and the Claire is autophoenix . All are used with permission and so much love. It's short but I just... couldn't add to it without butchering the effect, I thought. ;; Forgive me. It's an... actual drabbley drabble for once.
Still accepting requests here!
Round 'n round
Carousel
Has got you under it's spell
Moving so fast...but
Going nowhere
Up 'n down
Ferris wheel
Tell me how does it feel
To be so high...
Looking down here
Is it lonely?
There was always that stolen time between the big showdown and the moment when the car door slammed shut, and they pointed towards a new town, a new mission. Dean would never admit to Sam - to anyone, really - how much he valued those moments. For a minute at least, they were done. They could be satisfied. Especially when things went the way they just had: everyone survived, the bad guy was thwarted, the heroes hadn't had to give something up to do so. It was as close as he ever got to feeling done. There was a hunger in him somewhere for that moment, or for things promised by just being finished with this: a normal life, a road that didn't stretch endlessly into the horizon. Somewhere to come home to at night.
Beyond the hanging glow reflected off the still spinning carousel between him and the sporadically gathered others, he could see Claire pressed against Sammy's side, her hand clutched in his. Red lights, blue lights, yellow lights danced across their backs, though they remained oblivious to the kaleidoscope. Dean slid his hands into the pockets of his jacket as he watched them. Claire obviously had something on her mind, but it didn't stop her from getting caught up in the way Sam was intently staring down at her. His brother brushed a strand of hair off her face, and there was a tenderness there that Dean had never really seen in him. When Claire's eyes flashed up to meet Sam's, there was a moment of connection between them that he could feel all the way across the space that reverberated with colors. They were wrapped up in their own little moment. Focused on each other while everything whirled around them.
And for just that moment, Dean wondered exactly what it was like to ride the ride that they were on.
Claire's hand slipped out of Sam's and she slid away from him, moving through the crowd as the police cars arrived, and the moment slipped away just as easily.
He shook his head slightly, and an empty smile touched the edge of his lips as he felt the feeling vanish inside him as well.
It wasn't as if he were tall enough to ride that ride anyway.
Requested By: getyourownpie
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Claire "Zebra" Bennet
Timeline/Verse: Brave New World verse; S4 finale of Heroes, before Claire jumps, but after stopping Samuel
Location: Central Park, New York City
Disclaimer: Kripke and co. own Supernatural, not me. Dean is likedillinger , the Sam mentioned is getyourownpie and the Claire is autophoenix . All are used with permission and so much love. It's short but I just... couldn't add to it without butchering the effect, I thought. ;; Forgive me. It's an... actual drabbley drabble for once.
Still accepting requests here!
Round 'n round
Carousel
Has got you under it's spell
Moving so fast...but
Going nowhere
Up 'n down
Ferris wheel
Tell me how does it feel
To be so high...
Looking down here
Is it lonely?
There was always that stolen time between the big showdown and the moment when the car door slammed shut, and they pointed towards a new town, a new mission. Dean would never admit to Sam - to anyone, really - how much he valued those moments. For a minute at least, they were done. They could be satisfied. Especially when things went the way they just had: everyone survived, the bad guy was thwarted, the heroes hadn't had to give something up to do so. It was as close as he ever got to feeling done. There was a hunger in him somewhere for that moment, or for things promised by just being finished with this: a normal life, a road that didn't stretch endlessly into the horizon. Somewhere to come home to at night.
Beyond the hanging glow reflected off the still spinning carousel between him and the sporadically gathered others, he could see Claire pressed against Sammy's side, her hand clutched in his. Red lights, blue lights, yellow lights danced across their backs, though they remained oblivious to the kaleidoscope. Dean slid his hands into the pockets of his jacket as he watched them. Claire obviously had something on her mind, but it didn't stop her from getting caught up in the way Sam was intently staring down at her. His brother brushed a strand of hair off her face, and there was a tenderness there that Dean had never really seen in him. When Claire's eyes flashed up to meet Sam's, there was a moment of connection between them that he could feel all the way across the space that reverberated with colors. They were wrapped up in their own little moment. Focused on each other while everything whirled around them.
And for just that moment, Dean wondered exactly what it was like to ride the ride that they were on.
Claire's hand slipped out of Sam's and she slid away from him, moving through the crowd as the police cars arrived, and the moment slipped away just as easily.
He shook his head slightly, and an empty smile touched the edge of his lips as he felt the feeling vanish inside him as well.
It wasn't as if he were tall enough to ride that ride anyway.